No Place I’d Rather Be

No Place I’d Rather Be

My heart feels so full. We had dozens of people come up to us in the middle of the rotunda to express their love and gratitude. It felt like the day I got married to Trace. I was overwhelmed by love and support. It’s one thing to talk about spiritual family, it’s a whole other thing to experience it.

Matthew and Lauren Iannatto were kind enough to throw us a going away party at their home tonight. We were grateful to be there and be with friends. I’m incredibly humbled. We hung out for a while and eventually people started sharing how God has just Tracy and I to impact their lives and what we mean to them. I didn’t think I would get emotional, but I lost it. Various moments over the last five years came flooding back to my mind as my friends shared different stories about what we experienced together here in Jacksonville. It’s so easy to forget. So easy to get distracted.
I’m going to miss Jacksonville. I’ve always said that a place is only as special as the people you know in it. I thank God for our friends and family here. I thank God for a day like today where I can be reminded of how loved I am and how God has used my family over the past five years. We celebrated Thanksgiving this weekend. I have a lot to be thankful for, but as we prepare to leave Florida I guess I’m just thankful for the people that love us and who have shown us grace.
When the Israelites had crossed into the land of Canaan. God told the Israelites to take 12 stones from the Jordan River and set them up in Gilgal where they would serve as a memorial for future generations by reminding them of the miracle of passing over the Jordan River on dry ground. Today, was a memorial stone for my family. One day when my children are grown we’ll look back over pictures and videos. They’ll see this great people that we love and who love us in Jacksonville and will be reminded of how God moved in our mist during our time together.
I’m Harold Dorrell Briscoe. Thanks for reading.